This is tongue-in-cheek, with a lot of truth in it.:
Often, in my dreams, I run on four legs. I'll start by running up a hill, and begin using my hands, and thennext thing I know, I'm at the top and just keep going that way.
Or, I'm running, and it's just not fast enough. I leap forward, and start going on four-legs, and get the speed I need. It feels very natural, and happens very often.
I think I have species Identity disorder. Please call me Fido. The Species re-assignment Surgery is going to be a bitch!
Thursday, June 19, 2014
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